If one seeks citizenship, housing, and work in Riverfall, a guest or visitor must apply here first.

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Built into the cliffs overlooking the Suvan Sea, Riverfall resides on the edge of grasslands of Cyphrus where the Bluevein River plunges off the plain and cascades down to the inland sea below. Home of the Akalak, Riverfall is a self-supporting city populated by devoted warriors. [Riverfall Codex]

This is the first day of Persa in this new city, Riverfall. Upon the day of her arrival, she was informed by a citizen that since she is new she will soon have to visit the labor aid office. "Bureacracy" was the first thing that came to her mind when she heard it. From her experience back in Eypharian lands, she acknowelges that even the most smallest settlement needs to be encompassed withing some ruling authority in order to be governed with decency. Unruly peasants would quickly grow to be rebellious and restless, preffering to fulfil their needs separately, giving some meaning to their miserable lifes, instead of working collectively for their princes and nobles. Yes, to Persa's eyes Cuphrys people were something to be looked down on, something inferious, that under normal circumstances they would be subjects and amenable to the Eypharian ruling class.

She woke up, she get dressed and she goes to the labor aid office. Although she didnt know where exactly is located, she asked some commoners and they showed her the way. Upon entering the building she keeps a low profile, avoiding eye contact with everyone. She doesnt know the temperament and the mindset of those people, even a simple eye contact could be misenterpreted as hostile or an invitation for something more intimate. With all those blue macho guys overpopulating this city, that could be more than possible..

There was a sparse queue to the labor office so she didnt had to wait long. When it was her time she approached the office and was greeted by -what a suprise- another blue bulky person.

A humble "Please fill out the following..." is all he says. When she was young, it was expected from anyone addresing her to at least do a proper curtsey and talk with some sense of respect and humility. She takes the form and stands aside to complete it.

Important OOC Statement: My English are not good. That means that everyone wishing to rp with me should be able to put up with grammar mistakes. I may or may not rp up to your expectations. I am not perfect and never will be.

With her horse freshly stabled Eldrid fluttered through Riverfall, enjoying the sensation of flight after such a long journey. She needed to find some way of paying her rents for the duration of her stay in Riverfall. As such, she was headed to the Labour Aid office.

She landed gracefully at the entrance to the office, still feeling quit intimidated by the city. She could not quite believe slavery was legal in such a place, then again, it was legal in many places. Eldrid entered the building with agonizing slowness on account of her form not being made for land. She approached the two Akalak men at the desk of the office."I'm sorry to intrude, but I have heard this is where I should apply for a job?"She stated, partly as a question. When she was asked to fill out a specific form she was glad to know she had at least reached the right place.

She took a seat at one of the chairs with a pen and began filling out the form, not entirely sure what the pair would make of her pitiful skill set.

Name: EldridRace: AkvatariAge: 19Relevant Skills:

Drawing skills

Writing skills

Minor painting skills

Preferred Employment: Something in the cultural sphere such as at the academy art gallery or library.Expected Stay In Riverfall: A few weeks barring any unforeseen events.

She lifted herself up on her tail once more and slid slowly over to the counter. With a nervous smile she handed them the form, hoping she could at least find some work. Malin inspected the form briefly before he began writing down some details in his records,"There is an opening at the Valkalah Academy's Chevan Art Gallery performing a range of tasks related to the exhibitions."He replied with a smile. Eldrid nodded with relief, glad that she would be working in a familiar field before she departed.

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Orabelle could not simply remember the last time she was here. But what does remember is her first day working with Rosela. The eypharian was both spectacular on the inside and out. Orabelle envied the woman's figure, her glowing skin- everything. Rosela was so warm and welcoming, Orabelle thought they would be friends for forever. But of course, that did not happen. Orabelle ended up disappearing and abandoning Rosela when.... when certain things began to happen that she could not simply deal with. She didn't mean to abandon her good friend Rosela and if she could see her now, Orabelle would apologize for everything. She truly would.

But from what she's heard, Rosela was not exactly around. Her shop was temporarily closed, maybe- she was assuming. Where she had gone, no one could really tell her but Orabelle wished her the best of luck.

Anyway, she walked in giving the person at the front desk a slight smile before taking an application, standing to the side and looking at it as she tried to think of the skills she had mastered.

Truthfully, there was not a lot she was very good at. Hopefully she could get herself a job.

Tara knew Riverfall was a center of scholarship, and couldn't wait to apply for a chance to participate in this part of the city's life.

She got turned around once or twice, but the labor office was near the docks where she'd arrived. After asking for directions a few times, she found the office and entered.

Malin & Malix was in the office. She greeted him and began explaining her interests. She wasn't sure yet if her pheromones would have any effect at all on an Akalak, but like the officer who greeted her at the docks he looked like he kept in shape to defend the city at a moment's notice.

"I'd like to find a job teaching - I have some skill in that area since i taught history to children in my home city. I'm interested in other subjects, too, and I want to keep learning about history, religion, philosophy, politics, law..."

She wondered if any of this sounded reasonable. She was still learning, herself, and hoped to become much more knowledgeable someday in all those areas.

"For housing, something simple but clean would be wonderful, and near my work if possible. Maybe Nia's boarding house - I've heard it's centrally located, and not far from the Academy I'll be spending my time here learning as much as I can."

Malix nodded and handed her forms for employment and housing. She completed them while chatting with Malin about her interests and the culture of Riverfall.

Name: Tara re AhnatepRace: EypharianAge: 28Type Of Building Looking For: Would prefer Nia's Boarding House - looking for something Tara can afford, centrally located. (Near Towers of Makutsi and Zulrav, and Valkalah Academy, would be great if studying or working there. Maybe Windswept Condos, if she were working at the Antiquities Society.)Size: Small is fineCondition: Common? As a student, just something modest and neatly maintained is fineExpected Stay In Riverfall: At least a season, possibly longer

By now she knew the drill regardless of the new place, its people, and its starkly contrasting cultures. Somewhere in the barbarian area there was one building specifically designed to keep track of the employed citizens. The lines were debilitating for an impatient Myrian such as she, but no longer was she the child that griped and muttered a plethora of curses beneath her breath with an ever-tapping foot. Instead she waited her turn with arms crossed, amber eyes wandering about the room while she silently played the macabre game of "how many different ways can I find to kill myself in this room before it's my turn?" Childish, but at least it was immature within the privacy of her own head. Soon enough she'd gotten to the desk, stated her business, and the attendant passed her the necessary forms to be completed. Being illiterate was always quite the burden, but at least this time around she had the godsgiven help from Godiva's Refuge to aid her. Within a few bells she returned with the forms filled out by a different hand in proper Tukant:

Kiva had been in the office for some time, so when it was her turn, she moved to the desk, fairly confident in how the process worked. The Akalak behind the counter asked her business, and in her most level common, she replied, "Labor."

He nodded, sliding a form to her, and she began to read over its contents. Was this it? Was this all she needed to do and she'd have a job? Kiva quirked an eyebrow, questioning Riverfall's methods and slide into a chair. Grabbing a quill, Kiva went down the list.

Immediately, the first question made her tense. Since leaving Taloba, it seemed everyone viewed her kind as monsters. It was fear, and well deserved. But Kiva disliked knowing it could make her choice of jobs slim. She wrote down her answer honestly. How could she deny being a child of Myri?

Kiva wasn't sure what she wanted in terms of employment. She had enjoyed working at Tokia's Tonics in Black Rock, but she didn't know what was possible here. As long as it wasn't a whore, she would likely accept. Trying to justify her messy common, she stood up and got back in line. Now it was time to wait... again.

The structure stood before him bore vast difference with structure in Zeltiva. He looked to the domed structure made of stone, a little bit plain and small compared to governmental office he knew. He was the only one who walked towards the building. No blue, or green or purple skinned warrior around the structure.

Inside, he also got the vice of plainness and simplicity, judging by the minimal furniture. In fact the only furniture there was a large oak desk. One glance and he knew it was designed for Akalak. Behind the desk, a muscular Akalak eyed him from the entrance. He didn't smile, but talked in a deep voice when Payle approach.

"Welcome, what can I help you with?" Thank God, he spoke common.

"I'm looking for housing, and occupation. People at the port told me to come here. Can you help me with that?"

Name: PayleRace: HumanAge: 22 years oldType Of Building Looking For: Anything available, but certainly not something extravagant. The lower the price the better.Size: Standard size.Condition: Common.Expected Stay In Riverfall: More than a season. Undecided.

He handed back the form to the Akalak and waited as he read through his papers.

It was difficult to know what it was about Riverfall that Karin so liked, but she knew that she was staying, despite the Mischief's continued presence at the docks. She didn't know where she would live, yet. Probably an inn if she could find one, or maybe renting a house, if she could afford it. But that wasn't why she was outside the small building of the Citizenship, Housing and Labor Aid Office that morning. No, she needed a job, and she knew which one she wanted. Having spoken to someone down at the dock, she'd been reliably informed where she needed to apply- here.

She pushed open the door, looking around with interest. It was simple, but elegant. Her gaze was drawn immediately to the green, (interesting) Akalak who sat at the desk at the center. He seemed rather relaxed, and the place was quiet, early as it was. The girl walked up to the desk, wondering as she did what to say.

"Are you here for a citizenship form, or a job- or perhaps both?" The man was soft-spoken, and she found herself speaking quietly too. "Aah.. a job form please." "Please fill out the following..." A piece of paper was pushed across the desk, and Karin looked at it with a mild feeling of dread. Thankfully, there wasn't too much writing or reading to do, and it was easy to fill out. She scribbled in silence, and pushed the form back across the desk.

As she submitted the form, the Akalak took it, and Karin spoke up. "I, uh... I saw a shipwright down at the docks, I've come from the Mischief you see, and perhaps there would be a space there for me to be an apprentice?"

He nodded, somewhat taken aback at her submission to the 'conversation'. "Yes, the Wavemaster's Shipwrighting. Speak to Picalum/Harplen Kanan, the owner." She nodded in return, already knowing the name of the place, having passed it numerous times the previous day to check it out. "Thank you." She stood up, tucking the bench back in behind her, and exited the cool building to the fresh air of the day outside.

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It had been only a short time since Rhodri had entered the city of Riverfall. He had seen an instant hierarchy to the large city and it was one that he did not understand. The Eypharian found that the prospect of submitting himself to some of the laws of a lesser race turned his insides. Still, if his journey to reach the Akalak capital had taught him anything it was that gaining power was no easy task. Life back in the desert had been sheltered and orchestrated to a point that Rhodri and his peers were blissfully unaware of how charmed their lives truly were. With a scowl on his face, the Eypharian marched through the doors of the Labor Aid office-a building that took him four days and five Mizas to find.

A kindly store owner who spoke Common was gracious enough to see the lost giant wondering around and offered to help...for a price. Rhodri withheld for some time but realized he needed to find work so that he could gain an income. The stranger was asking for a small fee but Rhodri made a very clear threat that should he be deceived, the shop owner would be very -very- sorry. As it turns out, the woman was true to her word and the arrogant desert aristocrat now found himself studying the line of people as he waited to apply for a mundane existence.

Time passed slowly when one was forced to wait amongst the stench of every man’s rabble. The Eypharian felt sick more than once as body odor and bad breath permeated the simple lobby. Several times, the dark brown eyes drifted up the stairs and wondered why such a large building was held for such a small task as assigning work. Clearly the man at the desk was all that was needed. As Rhodri neared his turn, he caught wind of a word used several times; kuvan. He began to eavesdrop more carefully as his eyes took in various other aspects of the seemingly dull architecture. The man directly in front of Rhodri was a short human who spoke Common like a camel chewing on garbage. Despite this inherent lack of a proper upbringing, the fellow discussed the Kuvan concept at length with the secretary. The blue man explained that it was citizenship and a way to obtain rights in the city. All one had to do was defend himself properly in the dojo upstairs. For the first time in a week, the exile felt a sense of relief. He could certainly fight.

Taking his turn at the desk, he watched as the papers were pushed towards him by the big blue brute. Feigning a smile, Rhodri bent down and began to fill them out in accordance to his wishes and their protocol.

Rhodri pushed his forms back across the desk with another forced look of pleasantness. “Here you are, sir.” His face conveyed no ill will or lack of respect but his guts were twisting at having to reduce himself to this… to getting a job.

I have six arms and one brain.If you only have two arms, what does that say about your ability to think?Keep your teeth together and do as your betters command.- Eypharian Logic-

Riverfall was a wondrous city, but terribly difficult for the Kelvic to navigate. Alvadas was not easier per say, but if one wandered long enough they could find their destination. Things were not so simple with this city. It might have been mildly embarrassing to admit how long it took for her to find the Labor office—even with the assistance of several Akalak pointing the way. As Claire pushed the heavy door open, she squinted as her eyes tried to adjust to the light difference. Syna had just risen, but she had yet to spread her rays to certain areas of the city. The room seemed infinitely darker than it was outside.

The desk that sat in the middle of the room seemed like an obvious place to start, so she approached it and the Akalak male seated behind it. She had only seen another of this race before yesterday, and it had been in passing on the streets of her former home. They were still so much larger than she was—even nearly two years later. Before she could even reach the desk however, the man glanced up before giving her a small smile.

“Are you here for housing, or citizenship?” He seemed pleasant enough. The raptor smiled lightly before stopping at the edge of the desk. “Housing for sure… and a job too. But I’m not sure about citizenship yet.” He seeme unfazed by her response. He easily shifted several papers around before passing them to her. “Please fill out the following then.” Tilting her head, Claire took in the questions listed on the paperwork… nothing terribly difficult to answer.

Name: Claire Lexi’lyaRace: KelvicAge: 4 yearsType Of Building Looking For: Anything not buried undergroundSize: Small is decentCondition: Clean, does not need to be newExpected Stay In Riverfall: Several seasons

After examining her penmanship to ensure that everything looked correct, Claire smiled and handed back the paperwork to the Akalak. “I think that’s everything you need.”